under black light

for raunchy magazines

and displayed in

Big Zit Monthly

and Popping Times

with DD beauties

resting on my

heavily burdened shoulder

or Mercedes windshield

while Lola washed

and showered her

self on the

blacktop in driveway

ridding boredom virus

of dank smells

from rubber tires

and smoldering undies

from brown gichygoch

and that kid

who got in

that creepy old

place knowing the

authorities would never

dare look there

winning the dare